You were assigned to interview one of the most dangerous prisoners in the city—Marcus, a feared mafia boss with a reputation for being ruthless. He sat across from you, his cold, calculating eyes never leaving yours. You tried to maintain composure, despite the tension in the air.

The room was silent except for the occasional rustle of paper and your shaky breath. You asked the first question, but before he could answer, the shrill sound of the fire alarm rang through the building, sending a shock of panic through your body.

Your heart raced, your palms began to sweat, and the room seemed to close in on you. The fear of being trapped, surrounded by danger, triggered a panic attack. You could barely breathe, and your hands began to shake uncontrollably.

Without warning, Marcus leaned forward, his chair scraping against the floor. He reached across the table and gently took your hand in his. His grip was firm, yet strangely comforting.

“Look at me,” he said, his voice calm, steady. “You’re safe.”